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girlswhogrub · 2 years
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cacio e pepe with caviar
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2022 reads // twitter thread
Scout's Honor
YA suburban fantasy about girl scouts who fight grub demons
a girl who left the scouts after her best friend died, agrees to train some new recruits for the chance to erase them from her mind altogether
female friendships
PTSD and grief
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queenoftherodeoo · 1 year
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Reading some of my student's final reflections for my public speaking class and like maybe tearing up a little. Teaching is the best but also the worst but also the absolute best…
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calware · 5 days
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no idea if this is good analysis or not but i was thinking again about how "women have privilege over men on alternia bc the ruler is always female" never sat right with me. because 1) we don't actually ever see that aside from the condesce's power as the literal ruler and 2) i was thinking about how heiresses are specifically born for this job and are raised knowing they will be forced to take on the responsibility of alternia whether they want to or not. meenah even exiles herself to escape it. it kiiiind of reminds me of the jadebloods who are born to serve mother grubs and ensure the planet's reproduction, the fuchsia caste acting as a metaphorical mother to her citizens and having to care for the planet and society. which kind of mirrors how the condesce was abusive as a literal mother on earth. and this idea of girls being groomed for a role mirrors jane's grooming to become the heiress and how that was blatantly horrible for her upbringing. so i guess what im saying is that even though alternia had a female ruler who had power over her citizens there is still very clear cut signs of misogyny with the way women are expected to conform to specific roles, even when enforced by other women
edit: ALSO vriska feeling she has to be violent, ruthless, and cold not just to survive and conform with trolls in general but to also conform as a woman
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drefear · 7 months
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Sister's Mister
Summary: You and your sister are having issues now that Miguel and her are official. Your friends have some opinions, and things finally get heated.
TW: drinking, heartbreak, cheating, family issues.
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Peter had begun bringing Miguel around more and more, to whom the only person who seemed to dislike this was Miles, but they didn’t interact much. Miles always just kept Gwen close by when Miguel was around, not trusting him around his girlfriend. 
Something about Miguel made MIles uncomfortable, and he tried to tell both you and your sister, but it was no use. Your sister was in love, and you were too visceral to everything now to even comprehend what he was saying. The situation had made you into a shell of who you were. 
One person who found this all very entertaining?
Hobie Fucking Brown. 
Hobie saw you in that nightclub and knew you were the one Miguel had mumbled to him about a few times while he was drunk. Hobie and Peter took Miguel, Jess, and Lyla out a few times since they’d all become friends freshman year and got them all drunk. 
But in the recent few months since Miguel’s summer classes started, he would mumble about some girl under his breath when he was drunk, talk about her like she was a figment of his imagination. 
When Hobie saw you sitting alone in the nightclub, sipping your drink and awkwardly looking around as if searching for an escape route, he knew you were the one Miguel was fixated on. But the poor big bastard was too busy grinding on a girl who could be mistaken for a hooker, so much caked on lipstick and ass almost hanging out. 
Chaos was Hobie’s specialty and when he started dancing with you, he saw a crimson fire burn in Miguel’s eyes. Over your shoulder, he kept winking at the larger of the two, seeing something itch Miguel on the inside of his throat, giving Hobie the idea that he was in for it once they spoke again. 
And then the floozy was dragging Miguel over to you and Hobbie, and this made the alternative boy smile. How perfectly everything was falling into place. 
Hobie pulled you closer, something that had gone unnoticed by the females of the group and had Miguel’s hand almost twitching. 
Weeks had gone by, then he saw you at that party and heard you drunkenly venting. 
“Big and fuckin… stupid, ya know, Gweny? And like… my sister tells me about the sex, Gwen, the sex!” You were barely coherent as you rambled and this made Hobie laugh. He walked off to find his own fling of the night and a few hours later, he saw the big guy carrying out your passed-out body. 
The next day was the pool party and after the heat interaction between you and Miguel, he clapped his hands and laughed. 
“Time for grub, innit? How bout the food now?” He stood and walked to Peter, who hurriedly started passing out food. 
He just sat back and watched, waiting to interfere when he might be needed most, which he had a feeling would be soon. 
Meanwhile, Miguel walked around and finally found Gianna in the upstairs bedroom. 
“Gianna?” He asked and she turned, hugging him. 
“There you are, Miggy! Did you two talk? She still seems really mad.” Gianna bat her eyes and poured a bit, and Miguel felt sick to his stomach. The guilt of wanting you made his mouth dry and his hands freeze. 
“We need to talk.” He took her hand and led her to Mile’s living room. 
“Oh my god.” She covered her mouth and sat down, moving away from him a little. “I guess this was inevitable.” She let her shoulders sag and stared at the ground. 
“Well, I don’t think I’d say it was inevitable. It just started before us, and if I never-“ he looked up once her heard her crying, big tears streaming down her face as she hiccuped a bit. 
“I’m so sorry, Miguel. It’s just- I couldn’t help it!” She gasped and Miguel stopped dead in his tracks. What?
“What are you talking about?” He leaned backwards, frowning a bit. 
“This is about me and my ex, right?” She looked up, eyes glassy and red from crying now. Miguel stood up and furrowed his brows. 
“This- I didn’t even know… did you cheat on me?” The words felt sour in his mouth and like razors on his lips. He stepped backwards and watched as she stood up, reaching towards him. He moved from her hand and glared at the girl. 
“I thought you already knew, wasn’t that what you wanted to talk about?” She looked up to him in shame, then squeezed her eyes shut. “It wasn’t anything much, just a hookup.” 
“I came out here to tell you this wasn’t working because I want someone else.” He blurted out and a hurt expression flashed across Gianna’s face. 
“Who?” 
“Does it even matter now? You’re the one who cheated, I was going to cut things off before anything happened with her.” He started walking away from her. 
“Where are you going?” 
“To go fuck someone else, so I don’t have your taste in my mouth anymore.” He growled and stormed out. He needed to find you. Now. 
But you went home. You snuck out of the bathroom and went home, too embarrassed and hurt to see everyone again. 
How could you face your sister? Ben? Miles and Gwen? Everything was so screwed up, so messy now and you didn’t want to deal with it. You drove home and locked yourself in your bedroom, afraid of the world. 
Days had passed and it was the last class of the semester. You’d been watching your classes online so you didn’t have to leave your house, wanting to avoid everyone and everything. The only time you had to see anyone is when you had to eat, but your mom mainly brought your food to your bedroom. 
Walking onto campus, the sun beat down on you so hard and blinded you behind your sunglasses. You hurried into the lecture hall and bent your head down behind your laptop screen. You needed this final grade, it was an important class for you, but there was only one issue.
A looming presence made you scrunch your eyes shut and curl over your computer more. 
“We need to talk-“
“Class is starting.” You cut him off and fixed the darkened lenses on your nose. 
“Fine.” He yanked out the chair beside you and plopped himself down, leaning back and folding his arms over his chest. 
“That’s not what I meant.” You sighed, giving up and letting him sit there. “Did you study?”
“No.” He answered, as if your question was stupid, “Did you?” 
“I tried, but I couldn't focus.” You slumped, to which Miguel bit his lip. He felt responsible for your distractions. 
“Cheat off of me, then.” 
“What?” You blinked in surprise, uncomfortable with how this sentence made your morality feel. 
“It’s the final, and you know your shit, so if you need to look over to me at any point, just check your answer. I know I’m gonna get an A anyway, this is my whole job.” He rolled his eyes and scooted closer to you, making you suddenly very conscious of the heat of his body near yours and how you looked. 
“F-Fine, but only if I need to, ok?” You stuttered and looked away from him. 
“Only if you promise to talk to me after.” He raised a brow and practically trapped you with just the look in his eyes. 
“Ok, but not here. We’ll get food or something.” You stammered nervously and heard the professor start talking. 
An hour and a half later, you finally finished the test, only glancing at Miguel once through the whole test. A lot of the source material came back to you every time you read the question, only one part stumping you briefly before Miguel held up three fingers and instructed you that it was the third option. 
Walking back out into the sunlight, Miguel grabbed your jean loop and stopped you from running away. “We’re taking my car, since you’re basically an escape artist.” You gulped, seeing how intent he was with speaking with you seriously. Every bone in your body was hesitant and afraid of what he might say, you knew him and Gianna broke up shortly after the fight you had with him and your bathroom excursion. She didn’t want to talk about it, and you didn’t particularly want to talk to her. Everytime you two even made eye contact, bile rose in your esophagus and you choked on the stifling shame of how you felt for her ex-boyfriend. 
Miguel followed you to his car and had you in the front as you watched everything pass by, thinking about how badly life had crumbled the past few weeks. 
Miguel’s hand gripped the steering wheel tighter as he saw you so quiet and upset. He hated this side of you, sad and hurt, but it seemed that this was the only side he brought out of you. 
He finally parked after the silent ride and walked around to get the door for you, waiting for you to jump out and also grabbing the door for you as you both entered the coffee shop. You’d never noticed him being a gentleman before, maybe because you’d never even given him the chance. 
You sat at a table inside and leaned on the wall beside you, too tired to even sit upright. He stood on the line and ordered coffee for you both, as well as a breakfast sandwich. You stared at his tall frame as he took the seat in front of you and sighed. 
“We should get some things out of the way.” He started and you nodded quietly. “I’ll begin with what happened . Your sister and I broke up because she cheated on me and I like you.” 
He spoke like this was obvious but your eyes widened in shock. 
“She cheated? With who?” 
“Some guy in her honors biology class. It wasn’t a big deal, we weren’t that serious and it was only two months.” He shrugged, sipping his black coffee as you milked yours with sugar and cream. 
“But still…” You trailed off and bit your lip. You felt his hurt, but he seemed so indifferent that it made you think again and then remember what else he said. “You like me?” 
His eyes found yours and he nodded.  “I liked you before I knew her, I’ve thought about you since the summer classes started.” He rubbed his thumb across his bottom lip, like he was thinking, and the movement had you mesmerized. “Never knew your name, and when I met Gianna, I liked her because she resembled you, but then I was always around you and I would get angry and bitter because I had gotten so close, yet it wasn’t you.” Miguel rambled, running a hand through his brown hair and sighing in frustration from trying to explain his emotions. You grabbed the hand from his hair before you even realized what you were doing and held it on your own, then dropping it and blushing. 
“I uh-” 
Without waiting for your response, he grabbed that hand again and held it. You sat in silence for a second and stared at where your bodies now met. “You run through my mind like you have no idea.” his hand brushed yours once more and you realized something. 
“You were the one who helped me when I was drunk at Miles’s party.” 
“Yeah.” He nodded, smiling a little. 
You two sat there for hours, talking and laughing as you shared stories and feelings, as if a weight was lifted from both of your shoulders and you could be open to the other now. 
As you threw your head back from laughter to something he said, you heard someone call your name from behind you as you turned and met the eyes of the one person who wouldn’t understand. You both froze, fear chilling the entire area around you all. 
“Gianna?”
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infrared135-36 · 4 months
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the zoomers playing gachas now get so defensive and aggressive over them compared to what I remember from the early to mid 2010s. I see so many people saying “well Y is a gacha but you totally don’t need to spend like Z gacha! It’s more like a live service!”, or “X gacha fans try playing a gacha that actually respects you like Y!” I see this all the time for people shilling shit like Arknights or Limbus Company. Please for the love of god can we get back to the point where everyone can recognize creating a game in the gacha genre is inherently exploitive. I’m not saying this to shame anyone who plays them because I don’t really give a shit, of course there’s pedo-pandering heavy games like blue archive and increasingly FGO that I wish would EoS but that’s a different discussion. If these “nice” gachas wanted to be “buy an update a month” or whatever live service games, they would have been. It doesn’t matter if you think they’re nice about it, they made these games specifically to be gachas because they make a shit ton of money. In one single “dead” month for Limbus Company they basically made the same amount of money that the entire Pathologic 2 kickstarter made for example. And this is even after alienating half their fanbase pulling that incel shenanigans shit.
You don’t need to defend their money grubbing asses even if idk you see the game as an inherent aspect of who you are and your identity so anyone criticizing the game itself is as if they’re criticizing you as a person, which, because of the growth of SNS sites especially since covid, I think a chunk of this is. I don’t think that makes these games unable to tell interesting and moving stories or have lovable characters - on the contrary, they have to make sure gacha-original characters will be pulled for, so they invest a lot of time into their appeal, even embarrassingly having them break the 4th wall and directly say this is the case like in FGO. However every single character design and story has to be created under the gacha framework and the unrelenting need to appeal to their userbase. Why do you think there’s a lot of “badass old men” designs in FGO but after 8 years there’s not one single woman with even the whisper a wrinkle? Why did they change Frankenstein’s berserker screams to be a cute anime girl voice? Why do many of the male Arknights characters have detailed, shaded and distinguished facial features while most of the female cast has the classic anime bug eyes, dot nose and line mouth, especially with the full animal-faced characters?
It’s like many entertainment industries where the characters must have mass appeal but on steroids because you’re not paying to buy the game, you’re paying for the 1% chance of getting the character, so the game lives or dies based on their appeal. I don’t even mean this in a sanctimonious “therefore don’t play them” way, there are “traditional” video game companies pulling stupid, damaging and illegal shit all the time, gacha is not the one single evil thing within the industry. I would just like to see recognition about what you’re playing. It’s a gacha game. Yes even Limbus Company is made to have you gamble, that’s literally the reason there’s daily log in incentives and a gacha currency…. It doesn’t matter if you think these games are nice or fair to you. They’re gacha games, they were made to make money from you first and foremost. Keep skeptical about what they do, you don’t need to jump in and defend their practices just because you like the game.
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lovelymiracles · 4 months
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Lovely Decision
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Summary: Tav and Gale come to a lovely decision. (AKA Gale brain rot) f!reader/tav x Gale
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Warnings: NSFW, fluff, fingering, unprotected sex, breeding kink, SPOILERS for bg3 but only a little. f!reader/tav.
After becoming the heroes of Baldur’s Gate, your party had separated, all wanting to live their lives once again. You decided to go to Waterdeep with Gale. He was yours, and you were his. A lavish wedding occurred between the two of you, although the only guests were your former party, Shadowheart, Astarion, Lae’zel, Halisn, Jaheira, Wyll, and Karlach. You couldn’t forget about Tara either; Gale wouldn’t have had the wedding if she hadn’t been there. Lastly, you had Yenna and Grub. After saving Yenna from Orin, you couldn’t help but take the poor girl in. You were glad Gale accepted and even loved the idea of Yenna living with you in Waterdeep.
You have been living a quiet life since then. Teaching Yenna Druid ways of nature and magic and, of course, the weave, Gale would have it no other way. You were happy with your little family, although you wished to expand it. Halsin came over the other day to update you on the well-being of the Grove and Thaniel. He brought with him his gaggle of children. You adored seeing Yenna play with the other children and holding the little ones in your arms. Gale had mentioned before that once you were settled in Waterdeep, he would love to have a bigger family, and now, after four years, you are settled.
“Gale, my love, we need to talk after dinner,” You murmured as you watched him cook.
Gale chuckled, “That either means you are angry with me or you want me, my dear. Which is it?”
“Hmm, you’ll just have to see later. I’ll go get Yenna.”
Gale whined at you, not giving him an answer but letting you go with a kiss on your cheek. You smiled cheekily as you backed away, calling for Yenna. Yenna came rushing around the corner with Grub and Tara in tow, skidding to a stop before the table.
“I have a feeling you three were up to no good. But I’m willing to overlook it tonight if you go wash up for dinner,” You joked.
Yenna giggled, “Us? Up to no good, surely you’re mistaken.”
You rolled your eyes and directed the child to the sink to wash up. Dinner was delightful and full of cheer. This made you even more sure about your decision; expanding this family was the right choice. It would only bring more cheer to the table and your lives. As you picked up plates to wash them, Gale took Yenna to get ready for bed. You hummed to yourself as you washed and dried the dishes before you felt hands at your hips.
“My love, are you almost done? Yenna is asleep, and I would very much like to have that conversation,” Gale left a kiss on your neck.
You smiled, “You came just in time. I’m finished. Let’s go to bed.”
“With pleasure, lead the way.”
You took Gale’s hand and led him to your shared bed chamber. Before dragging you to bed, he allowed you to undress and put on nightclothes.
“So, my love, what was on your mind? I haven’t done anything wrong, have I?” Gale asked.
You stroked Gale’s hair out of his eyes, “ You haven’t done anything wrong, my dear. I have a very big question for you, though.”
“Go on, you have my full attention.”
“I want a baby.”
Gale’s eyes widened a fraction, “A baby? Are you sure, love?”
“Yes. We are settled now with Yenna, Tara, and Grub. We can do it. Unless you don’t want to?” You questioned.
Gale broke out into a smile, “Of course I want to, dear. I’ve been wanting to since last year, to be honest.”
“That long? Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I wanted you to come to me, dear. I didn’t want to spring anything on you,” Gale reasoned.
You giggled and kissed Gale, “I don’t deserve you, love. You are too good to me.”
“It is I who doesn’t deserve you. You will give me the greatest gift I could ever ask for, other than Yenna and your love,” Gale kissed you again.
“Well then, Mr. Dekarios, shall we get to trying?” you asked coyly.
“Mrs. Dekarios, I thought you would never ask.”
Gale rolled on top of you and kissed you deeply. You sighed into his mouth. You’ve always loved Gale’s kisses. They were always soft and commanding. His hand trailed down your hips to your calves, lifting them to circle his hips. 
“Would you like to do this old-fashioned or in the astral sea?” Gale pulled away.
You hummed, “Old-fashioned, I want to feel you as you are. I want to feel just you as we try for this.”
“I love you, my dear. Now, why don’t we get this off you,” Gale fingered your nightgown.
“I don’t even know why I dressed. Please, take it off.”
Gale didn’t waste any time sliding his hands under your nightgown to bring it over your head, leaving you bare for him. You returned the favor, pulling his shirt off and sliding his trousers and underthings off. Gale took his time to study your light green skin with splotches of white littered about. He was the first man ever to admire your vitiligo. Other men had thought you would pass your vitiligo onto them, ending things in disgust.
“You are so beautiful, my love,” Gale murmured, sprinkling kisses down your neck and collarbone.
You moaned softly, “I love you, Gale.”
“I love you too, darling.”
Gale’s fingers trailed down to the heat between your legs. You were already dripping for him. It was like as soon as Gale agreed to wanting a baby, your body knew what to do. You felt Gale smirk into your neck, no doubt proud of how he hadn’t done anything, and yet you’re this wet for him. His fingers slid through your folds and ghosted over your clit. You whined at the near touch, rolling your hips up to try and get friction.
Gale teased you a few minutes more before sinking two fingers into you. You sighed at the feeling of being filled. You loved how Gale knew just the right pace to pump his fingers and how to curl them at just the right moment to get you squirming. His thumb lightly grazed your clit, and you cried out. Gale swallowed your moans and cries, kissing you passionately. You felt the coil in your belly tighten, close to snapping.
“Mmh, Gale. I’m close, please,” you begged.
Gale sucked at your neck, “Anything for you, love.”
Gales's thumb pressed more firmly down on your clit and added another finger. He pumped faster, and you felt your walls begin to clench. When Gale curled his fingers just right, your coil snapped, and you moaned loudly. Gale continued his ministrations, letting you ride out your high.
“That was wonderful, darling. Shall we move on?” Gale proposed.
You nodded, “Oh gods, yes. Please do.”
“Enthusiastic, are we?” Gale quipped.
You rolled your eyes and cradled his face, bringing Gale’s lips to yours. You carded your hands through his hair, earning you a groan. You grinned and started to trail your kisses down his neck, sucking and nipping at the skin. You get down to Gale’s orb and take your time loving it. You feel Gale begin to rut against you, his length rubbing at your thigh. Gale took your face in his hands and kissed you, bringing his free hand down to position himself at your entrance.
Gale pushed in slowly, and you both moaned at the feeling. There was no resistance due to your fluids from your first orgasm. Once Gale bottomed out, he stayed there for a bit, relishing in the feel of you.
“Oh, my love. You feel wonderful. So ready to take me and make our child,” Gale whispered.
You whined and rolled your hips up, wanting Gale to move. He got the message and began thrusting at a steady pace. The space was filled with your shared breaths and the bed creaking. Gale nipped at the points of your ears, bringing out a whine. The points of your ears are one of the most sensitive places on your body. Gale took one of your hands and threaded your fingers with his, squeezing with each thrust. Your free hand grasped his back, making little crescent moons with your nails.
Gale’s chest hair rubbed your breasts and nipples with the perfect friction. What was once a slow, steady pace became faster and more needy. Gale’s grunts and moans became louder in the crook of your neck. Your own sounds came out louder and more frequently as Gale let go of your hand and brought it down to your sensitive clit once again. You knew Gale was close once his needy thrusts became sloppy and stuttered. He wanted you to come with him, circling your clit faster until he felt your walls clench around him. Once Gale let go, you felt his warm seed filling you, causing you also to let go.
“Darling, you’re taking me so well. Sucking me dry, I dare say,” Gale panted.
You laughed, “I did say I wanted a baby, my love.” 
“We’ll have to keep trying every night and morning. Just to make sure, of course,” Gale smirked.
“I have no qualms with that. I love you,” you said, kissing his cheek.
Gale smiled, “I love you too, darling. Now, get some rest. You’ll be needing your energy for the morning.”
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one reason I love studying the Victorian era is that there’s just so much cultural baggage around it
every haunted house in the media is a Victorian. every ghost is a little Victorian girl in a nightgown, or a Victorian bride. if you want to call someone a prude or their attitudes backward, you call them Victorian. when people can’t think of the name for a Ye Olden Days time period, “Victorian” is one of the big ones they default to (the other being “medieval”)
who gets to be A Victorian(TM), today? our present image of the period is often very white, very cishet, very centered on men being active and women passive. when we picture oppressed groups in the Victorian era, if we do at all, they’re always miserable and focused solely on Being Downtrodden. we think of nobility waltzing in palaces and peasants grubbing in the mud or the factory, without much in between. but it was a whole 60-year time span, a general culture that existed in multiple countries: not only is that not a correct impression, it couldn’t possibly be if you sit and think about it for any length of time
“Victorian” has become a watchword for oppression, for elegance, for ignorance, for romance. it’s one of The Eras Of All Time, in our collective imagination- and that makes studying the reality of it even more fascinating to me
...also their stuff was pretty and I want it
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mysterioushistorian · 6 months
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The Beforus Ancestors
honestly, i didnt like how the drawings turned out. i searched for references for the ancestors but i didnt manage to draw them the way i wanted to. most of the designs are okay, though i still feel like some of them are missing something, like colors.
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The Treasure Huntress (aka. Beforan Aradia) She was a very skilled adventurer and loved finding historic artifacts. She had a special taste for East Beforan art and culture. During her adventures, she met a violetblooded sea dweller who also had a fascination for history and dedicated his life to study and learn more about it. Together, they traveled along each other with the goal of learning more about the history of their planet, and eventually, they developed feelings for each other. However, the warmblooded girl was pale, while the coolblooded boy was red. The unspoken tension between each other lead to a fight, which ended in surprise on both sides over the admittance of feelings. Not wanting to disappoint each other, they agreed to just stay friends.
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The Guardian (Beforan Tavros) He he stood up for the rights of trolls in special needs, and by that, he was also heavily against culling (as in the Beforan meaning of culling), saying that nobody should be treated that way (as helpless and fragile, making them too dependant) and by doing that, they would be "hiding the truth of the world from the children" by basically being way too overprotective. He was a farm boy, living in the country sides with his moirail, who mainly took care of the stables. Their farm was open to public visits, and one day, a certain coolblooded visitor has caught his attention. He wished to re-encounter with the man someday. One day, he has suffered a very sudden mutation that made him sprout wings, with him finally being able to realize his dream of traveling the world to spread the word about the dangers of culling and the rights of trolls in special needs.
(please correct me if I got the wrong meaning of Beforan culling, as I will talk about it again)
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Radiical Psygamer (Beforan Sollux) He was, perhaps, the greatest programmer that Beforus has ever seen. With his magnificent skills, he was responsible for massively improving trolls’ technology and has contributed to the creation of a few robots and helped with the coding of various popular games. He was, however, a terrible teacher, given his introversion and general social awkwardness. He was a big figure in the world of console games and was the first to actively encourage girls to play games too.
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The Unculled (Beforan Karkat) Because of his rare candy red blood, no lusus wanted to raise him, leaving him there all alone. One day, he was found by a purpleblooded man who took him to his hive in hopes that someone would pick him. They waited, and waited, and waited… but no lusus came. Tired of waiting, the big troll decided to raise the grub himself. Because of his caretaker, the mutantblooded grew up to be loud, tough and intimidating, but had a big, friendly heart and cared for his loved ones a lot.
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Sharpeye Furrline (Beforan Nepeta) She was a very skilled huntress. According to herself, she only killed what she ate, and if she didn’t eat, killing them would be mean. She could hunt creatures from a very small size to ones that were the double of her own. One day, while hunting for her dinner, she has killed a creature that was going to become a Lusus of a small wriggler. Therefore, she has accidentally unlocked the rage of a coolblooded troll. Terrified, she knew she couldn’t fight back, so she ran as fast as she could, far away from that beach. No one knows what happened to her.
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The Seamstress (Beforan Kanaya) A rare jadeblood with a rare taste for fashion. She became known for her dresses with odd patterns, inspired by the landscapes around her. She also traveled in search of different sights and, consequently, more ideas for dresses. Her works have eventually caught the attention of the Empress, who offered her a job as her official seamstress.
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The Attorney (Beforan Terezi) She was a blind woman who did not allow her disability to hold her back. She fought back against Beforus’ culling policy and became a excellent lawyer. Dedicating herself to fight against crime and bring justice to maintain the order and peacefulness of her planet, she chased a mischievous pirate lady who seemed to cause trouble everywhere she passed. She was The Unculled’s matesprit.
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Arachnid Cap8tain (Beforan Vriska) A troublemaker who caused mischief together with her pirate crew. She considered The Attorney her rival, as she was the only one who insisted in chasing her and never gave up on her quest to capture the spider pirate. A completely platonic rivalry. She held a special interest for snooker and said that the Ball 8 was actually “her lucky ball”.
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The Horseman (Beforan Equius) A STRONG man who really liked horses. He lived in a farm with his moirail and was responsible for taking care of the stables. Because of his interest, they ended up having way too many horses, which resulted in them having to build a larger stable for all of them. He loved every single one of them and took great care of each one. He said he occasionally had dreams where he was half a man and half a horse (basically a centaur), which is the origin of his title.
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The Clownish Caretaker (Beforan Gamzee) He rescued lususless grubs and wrigglers with an absent lusus and took care of them temporarily, until a new lusus came to become their official guardian. Despite being tall, lanky and overall intimidating, he was a very sweet and cheerful man, and loved entertaining others. Just like others, he was also heavily against culling and said that “every motherfucker should know and be able to defend themselves.” One day, a lusus was coming to his hive to pick up a grub, but it was killed by Shapeye Furrline. The man never felt so much rage before. The pure platonic hate he held towards the woman was bigger than the amount of hate he thought he could feel. Despite that, and contrary to popular belief, he did not chase the lady and took him quite some time to calm down. He was responsible for raising The Unculled and made sure to treat him properly.
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The Historian (Beforan Eridan) A seadweller with a huge fascination for history, he dedicated his life to learn more about the mysteries of his world. He read diares and looked for accurate informations, instead of believing in telltale stories. He studied ancient walls and occasionally collected some artifacts, purely for research reasons, and that’s when he met The Treasure Huntress. They decided to travel together, and it did not take long for him to become flushed for her. Unfortunately, she did not return the feelings, instead being pale for him. They agreed to stay friends, but very deep inside, he was still a bit disappointed.
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Her Glorious Imperialist (Beforan Feferi) The ruler of Beforus. She was a very kind and sweet woman, undoubtedly one of the best rules Beforus has ever seen. She treated her people with fairness, yet despise that, she was pro-culling, saying that some should not face the dangers of the world. After offering a job for The Seamstress, she and the jadeblood grew close. Despite being the one in charge of the planet, she decided to take care of Arachnid Cap8tain herself, and being a seadweller, it wasn’t hard to find her. She still congratulated The Attorney for her efforts in chasing the troublemaker pirate.
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girlswhogrub · 10 months
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bruschetta in manarola, italy
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meraki-sunset · 1 year
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How many blood colors now in your AU?
You'll learn more about them on the CSAU epilogue but here's a quick rundown
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I placed the SpriteBloods in between the canon bloods acording to the colorweel. They might look out of place due to their brightness but if you check it they are where they're suposed to be in the colorweel
Facts about CSAU'S EarthC's hemospectrum
Lime blood resurfaced naturally a couple generations after the gods left, from Karkat's descendants, since there was no mandatory culling for any grub born with that blood
Mutant limes like Karkat always get mistakenly placed in the Crimson blood since Karkat's blood in basically indistinguishable from Arquius's
SpriteBloods are sometimes called Bright Bloods or Neon Bloods, since they have a diferent saturation than the other bloods but are not considered mutant in any way.
Chartreuse bloods can be kinda wacky looking sometimes because they have Davepeta's and Erisol's features, like wings, double horns, fins and psionics (it's really really rare to have all of them at once but some poor bastards do)
Tavros went from being the third lowblood color to the third highblood color, the colorweel oposite blood from his original blood, tying up with him now being a mirrored oposite of his original self, along with his hair going from black to white, his self self-esteem going from low to high, his body going from not able to walk to able to fly. Also as a big fuck you to Vriska, he is now higher on the hemospectrum than her
Crimson blooded trolls can have technopathic habilities, AKA comunion with computers, being able to hack or repair machines (with practice and training those habilities) from the inside. often have thick straight hair
There's nothing too diferent from violets and lilac bloods, except lilacs have a higher tendency of feline features and a higher percentage of females, like with jade bloods (this comes from the fuccia side, who are usually girls)
Chartreuse usually look like either Erisol (seadweeler + 1 Psionic eye) or Davepeta (white hair + wings). But they can come up mixed, have 2 psionic eyes and wings, white hair and fins, etc.
Azure bloods being half lusus, have parental incstincts just like jade bloods and the two cast work together in the brooding caverns, and are prone to have their own ofspring.
After centuries of natural non-selective breeding, life expectancy of trolls narrowed and people of diferent bloods have now closer life expectancies. Theres still a diference between bloods and you will live longer the higher on the hemospectrum, but EarthC trolls no longer live hundreeds of thousands of years
That's all i can tell you for now, like i said you'll learn more about it in the epilogue as the charcaters live on Earth C
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weebsinstash · 1 month
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Suprised you havent mentioned what Val wears in episode 6(he's maybe wearing the same in ep 8?)
Like those fucking boots and the fact he's wearing a skirt makes me think he does it for easy access.....👀
I think it probably is the same outfit! I'm thinking the whole "moth shaped boob window" little black dress is like, the default one he keeps under his coat? He also has a different hat in that scene (no stripes, heart button)
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Ughhh I just noticed that even though he isn't talking to or looking at her he's still engaging Gasmask Girl in the conversation or she's part of his recruitment because he has his hand on her hip like that 😩❤️ also isn't it SO diva of him that he already has forearms that become black further down but he'll still put on black gloves with this dress. I guess because his black dress shirt has sleeves and this dress doesn't and he just prefers that fashion wise? Idk
I wonder how often he prefers the pants and how often he prefers the dress? True Valentino simps know he's BEEN hoein' in these streets for a while but I'm still a little surprised they made him dressing gnc a canon thing. I wonder if in season 2 we'll ever see Angel in drag or anything since that's something he enjoys?
Just like. UGHHHH I can SEE him being such a catty bully to force Reader to dress/present themself how he wants them to look. OR he'll manipulate your insecurities and try and be your ""friend"" to get closer to you that way, helping teach you how to 'look nicer' (and some of it IS helpful stuff like say makeup or certain styling tips but 8 times outta 10 he's using you like a doll). He's complimenting you and calling you pretty and he DOES mean it but it's partially because in his mind you're already his property and thus he wants his arm candy to be nice n pretty looking their best. You two are showing up to show out at any event Val drags you along to.
Shit happens like Angel gets a text from Valentino to bring him some food "because I'm busy so chop chop babe" and Angel walks in with the grub and Val is just... sitting there, very obviously definitely not busy, and in fact, he's doing your makeup, applying your eyeliner all sing song and playful, "i swear to Lucifer, mami, if you keep tearing up and ruin all the hardwork I just did on your eyes again, Daddy's gonna have to punish yooou~" and he just glances up to Angel with the most disinterested, "oh, hey. You can set that down and go"
Anthony is over here, having a SOUL CRUSHING MORAL CRISIS, because he's wished and hoped for Valentino getting a new favorite toy FOR SO LONG, but now? Angel's deathly afraid that Val's new favorite to play with might be YOU because Valentino's over here suddenly having you spend your whole shift where you're usually serving drinks to the Overlord now instead just, sitting cuddling up to him, or sitting so close to him your sides are touching and he puts his hands on your sides and waist...
Also um. On the subject of Val's dress and episode 8 and all that can we talk about Vox having the strength to be able to dip this man and how Valentino has hands large enough they can fully wrap around Vox's thigh
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Look at these evil WHORES, and the way Val stroked Vox's face, like... UGH I can just see Val making Reader cry and he forces you to look at him, stroking your cheek and cooing about how it's good he got you waterproof makeup this time so that you "can stay nice and pretty and still look so cute while you're whining like a little bitch" like seriously I definitely see Valentino and Velvette as sadistic possessive yandere who would even get off on you crying and all the Vees are seriously the best of the worst 😩❤️
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Ok but how would the squad react if another human was putting the moves on their lil medic?
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SCIENCE GUYS SUCK
Recombinants x Medic!Reader
Summary: A science guy was making a move on their girl, jealousy and insecurities ran through the squad like wildfire.
Warnings: Language
Word count: 1.3k A/N: I’m so sorry with not sending this off sooner, I have so many asks in my inbox to get through! 😩
Taglist: @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @eywas-heir @reneehillary69 @cavvedinn @itsyoboysparkel @doggodorime @dumb-fawkin-bitch @pandoragalora @thecrazyswamp @the-black-pines @fanboyluvr @mooniequeen @berrybluez @netherklutz @luciddasher @avtprint @theesexystallion @annaleesworld
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Soft laughter can be heard from the direction of ___’s office, catching the attention of Fike who wanted to deliver a fresh batch of cookies he baked. He crept towards the open door and stood behind the wall, blocking their view of him so he stayed hidden. Peering around the corner he saw his girlfriend with a…guy?
A human guy.
He was a scientist, judging by the lab coat over his body and Fike briefly remembered seeing him here and there around the medbay. He had very handsome features too, if the recom didn’t know any better he would’ve thought he was a model, staring on Vogue or whatever.
His ears pinned down when more soft giggling flowed out of ___’s mouth, what the guy was saying wasn’t even that funny. Or interesting. Just nerdy science stuff. What’s so funny about the composition of atoms?
Fike decided to interrupt whatever was going on and knocked on the door, walking to where they could see him. “Oh! Sean!” ___ stood from the chair she sat on and walked around her desk and towards the man “what are you doing here?” she looked up at him with pretty doe eyes and he couldn’t help but swoon.
“Just to give you these..” he held out the box of marbled sugar cookies, grinning when she squealed and took them. Opening the box and munching on one, giving her thanks.
“Oh, nice man!” the scientist walked behind his girl and took the cookie from her hand, biting into the spot she did just moments ago. “This is pretty good”
___ turned and smacked his arm, “Jason! You can’t just do that” she pouted, looking up at Fike “sorry honey, they were delicious though, where did you get the ingredients?”
“Um, just from the recent shipment” he stared at the man who stood too close to her, a look of bewilderment and confusion on his face. What was he trying to do? “Hey, I gotta go” the Na’vi man bent down and cupped her face, kissing her cheek and walking off towards the rest of the squad.
He’s gotta fill them in ASAP.
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“No. Fucking. WAY!” Zdinarsk growled “a puny little science punk! Trying to steal our girl?!” she crossed her muscular arms over her chest with her ears pinned to her head. Glaring. “What did he look like Fike?”
“Brown hair, brown eyes, ___ said his name was Jason”
“Ah shit, I think I know him” all eyes turned to Zhang who stood against the wall of the gym with his arms crossed, muscles bulging out. “He’s got quite a reputation with the woman on base” he stood up straighter and walked towards the small group near the door who were gossiping “heard he was a real womaniser”
Fike rolled his eyes “yeah he did seem like a bit of a pretty boy, even got her giggling at stuff” he huffed.
“She knows she’s ours, we don’t have to worry about ___. But it’s him we gotta keep an eye on. I don’t like this team” Zhang, Fike, and Mansk, who stood silent, agreed with Zdinarsk. “Oh, and don’t tell colonel, he’d go ape shit” they murmured at that, nodding their heads. If Quaritch ever found out that a guy, a science guy, was hitting on their lover, he would smash his skull to pieces.
“HEY! What are you ladies gossiping about?! GET BACK TO WORK SOLDIERS!”
“YES COLONEL!”
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The squad sat in the cafeteria for some good afternoon grub, munching on some veggies and drinking their water. The recoms had to have a specific diet to sustain their bodies, none of the sweet shit the humans were aloud to eat.
___ spotted her partners in the far corner of the room, grabbing her tray and preparing to head over there when a hand grasped her arm and stopped her form moving. “Hey pretty girl, just wondered if you wanna sit with me and my crew today?” Jason glanced down at her with a charming grin.
Unsure, the woman looked at him then towards the recoms, shaking her head and looking back at Jason “I’m sorry, but I gotta go sit with them, being their medic and all”
“But they got a medic already, they don’t need you” Jason’s smile turned a little sour upon closer inspection, ___ was a human, she was supposed to sit with her kind. Why bother with these animals?
“Yes but- Jason let go!” the man grasped her wrist this time, dragging her over to his table to sit her down until a blue palm rested on his shoulder.
Jason froze and looked at the hand, chest starting to palpitate and his pupils shrunk from fear. He may act all big and mighty, but he was all bark and no bite. The scientist strained his head to look up and saw one of the recoms glaring at him, “I believe the lady said to let her go”. Immediately Jason let go, stepping away from both of them and clearing his through, looking towards ___ for some sort of stability but she simply stepped behind Lopez for cover. “Cmon mì amore, let’s get you back with the others”
___ held Victor’s pinky with her hand and followed him as he escorted her towards the table at the back, offering to hold her tray of food and placing it onto the table in front of Lyle.
“So who was that prick that was botherin’ you?” Wainfleet immediately stated, not one to keep quiet. Zdinarsk, Mansk, Fike and Zhang audibly winced when a bang sounded onto the table. Quaritch stood up from his seat and glared across the cafeteria towards where Jason was.
“He ain’t cause you any trouble? Right darlin’?” he drawled in his southern accent, if she said yes then he’ll show no mercy. His hands were empty, and a human sized skull would be a perfect fit to fill it out.
___ noticed the change in atmosphere and wanted to sooth the man, she didn’t need anyone fighting on her behalf. “No! He wasn’t, just being silly. Sit down Miles, you gotta finish that plate” she reached over and tried to take both of his massive hands in her own, pulling him down to sit again. Quaritch huffed and complied, still staring the human man down.
‘That’s right…feel my stank eye’
Zdinarsk decided to cut the tension, not baring to sit through the heavy testosterone “so…who knew that scientists got game?”. Fike gave her a blank stare and Prager choked on his food, laughing. She weren’t wrong, none of the scientists could even stand taking to another human being, let alone try and get one in their bed.
“Z, enough” ___ laughed, covering her mouth, “I don’t want you guys to bother him ok? I think he almost had a heart attack seeing Lopez, I couldn’t imagine him seeing the rest of you”
Ja rolled his yellow eyes, “maybe he needs a heart attack just to get it through his thick ass skull that you’re a taken woman”
“Alexander Ja!”
“Oo she hit you with the full name” Prager cheekily chuckled, Lyle joining in and slapping Ja on the back, “don’t wanna make mummy angry do you?”. Ja’s face flushed a dark purple, grumping as he finished his food.
Mansk chimed in, having the perfect view of the scientist across the hall “He’s staring at you ___”. A squeak of a chair echoed through the room and the stomping of footsteps carried across the cafeteria.
“COLONEL NO!”
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dating louis partridge would include..
-london dates. absolutely
-louis loves his city and knows it inside out, he will take you to EVERY spot he knows (if you aren’t from london or unfamiliar with it)
-vice versa, when he visits the US you’ll show him all the places you could visit during his trip
-making fun of each others accents
-“bottah o wota 🤓”
-“oh yeah? howdy partner! gonna rustle up some grub?”
-“i’m not even from the south you idiot!”
-teaching each others lingo
-“why do you call them chips?”
-“why do you call them french fries? you’re not even french”
-“if you call french fries chips, what do you call actual chips?”
-“crisps!”
-visiting him on set <3
-taking pictures of him in his character costume and making him pose
-“oh you look so precious lord tewkesbury”
-he gets all blushy and pretends to hate it
-despite his multiple kissing scenes with millie, you and her are great friends
-“oh y/n, i am so happy to see you on set again! it’s been ages!”
-“oh don’t mind me right here ladies”
-you loved his look as sid, he was a little hesitant about the hair at first but with some flirting and compliments he ended up really liking it
-while you weren’t a big fan of the role itself, he looked incredibly handsome and keeping your hands off of him was more difficult than you thought, especially the scene with him shirtless in a cowboy hat
-“like what you see?”
-“oh please, calm yourself”
-“don’t act like i haven’t seen you yearning for me to kiss you this whole time”
-he was the cockiest little shit when he knew his effect on you
-“whatever”
-(louis is definitely not the jealous type, this is for my delulu girls including myself)
-he’s always liked to be touchy with you at all times, but when you’re at a red carpet with him / premiere or generally just in public and he can tell guys are wanting to talk to you, he’ll kiss you basically every minute
-“y/n, knock knock”
-“who’s there?”
-*smooch*
-you pretend not to know what he’s doing, but it makes the butterflies in your stomach go crazy
-he’ll have his arm around you 24/7
-one time when a guy had the confidence to come talk to you while louis was talking to a castmate, he was over in a flash.
-“hey babe! who’s this?”
-“we’ll i’m-
-“oh yeah! anyways, y/n, we have that date for 7:00 tonight. i got us a hotel room for after too. they even have a jacuzzi, can you believe that?”
-the guy had long gone rolled his eyes and walked away
-“you have nothing to worry about louis, trust me”
-“thank y-
-“i specifically told all my secret boyfriends not to come talk to me so you don’t have to see them”
-“haha.”
-PASSIONATE KISSES !!!!!!! (!!!)
-this man will grab your face and kiss you and pull you as close as possible to him
-another classic, he’ll put his hands on your waist and trace his finger tips around it during a deep makeout session
-he KNOWS his effect on you and will take every chance possible to make you flustered
-coming to his model events, who wouldn’t?
-it gets so difficult for him sometimes, he has to ignore his girlfriend in the audience who is silently cheering like crazy and blowing kisses
-you like to bring him bouquets of flowers each time and he loves it, it makes him feel appreciated. especially with how many times he had been rejected as a model for his height (true story, isn’t that crazy??)
-weekend getaways on weeks he isn’t too busy, you go out to a different area each time usually just the two of you
-even when he’s extra busy, he’ll try to still make room for at least a saturday. he doesn’t wanna lose the special connection you have
-he is such a sweetheart. such a sweetheart
-he was raised to be a gentleman and it SHOWS
-if you guys are outside and paparazzi or fans get too rough, he won’t hesitate to raise his voice at them. it’s one thing to overwhelm him, but his girlfriend? never in a million years would he allow that
-same with backlash from fans, he doesn’t care if they don’t “like” your relationship and he’ll publicly speak out about the backlash if it gets too much
-candid pics!!
-he loves taking candid pics of you when he thinks you look pretty (basically every hour of the day)
-tons of polaroid / film photos
-he has them hung up and has his favorite one of you together in his wallet so he can always have you near him
-when you wake up and have bed hair, when you’re doing your skincare / makeup, when you’re eating etc
-he loves buying you outfits or accessories and seeing you in them, especially jewelry
-he never gets you ring finger rings, he wants to get you one when it’ll be only ring you’ll ever wear for the rest of your time
-he’s the best
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